My flesh is your paper, my blood - ink, 2009

mixed media: garbage - old typing machine. A collection of passports and border stamps.
 
The man is reduced to the amount of paper and stamps he collects in life, from a human to an image on a passport. A shadow of a man he once was. Because of our bureaucratic system, one's life and good fortune are determined by what is written on paper. Even Jesus Christ, if he would choose to return today, would face the bureaucratic wall... would he get a permit to enter? Would he manage to pass a check point? Most stamps on the body of the sculpture are from exit and entry to Israel and Palestine to indicate how complicated his life would be today.